I am Me with a palm full of Everlasting Roses in one hand, and my heart raging with passion in the other.
Me am I without a shred of Grace and an ounce of Mercy, leading a path of chained frustration and searing sorrow.
“Blue Rose” by Auston Lee
What will this age of time bring us?
We are but a Blue Rose; we are the beasts in this world unfit for life.